I'll kick us off. This one's published - but on message...
Last night I lay with him I love,
We did the thing not spoken of;
It ended well but, as he came,
He called out someone else's name.
I love my love. I always will.
I do not seek to do him ill,
Nor do I wish the woman harm
Beyond the limits of this charm.
O Eros, if this once I may
Prefer you over Agape,
Be there when he is next with her
And in extremis, as it were;
Then when he sighs in ecstasy
Contrive to make him mention me.
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